“Gretchen,” I said with a little shock as I opened the door and saw her standing there.“Hi,” she said softly as her cheeks flushed.“Shyan is...’t here this weekend,” I told her.“I didn’t come to see Shyan,” she said with a devilish grin.“Oh?” I said with a raised eyebrow.I hadn’t seen Gretchen since that night I fucked her tight pussy in Shyan’s bedroom.“Please come in,” I said as I stepped aside and motioned for her to enter.She slowly sauntered past me, which made my cock twitch in my shorts,. Saliva was drooling from his mouth from the sides of the gag. Mistress removed the ball gag from his mouth and kissed him on lips. She kept caressing his hair, moving her long fingers through his disheveled hair. She said very lovingly “You have suffered a lot for my pleasure tonight. Haven’t You?” He looked at Mistress with tears running down his cheeks but said nothing. Mistress kissed him again on his lips and said “But this is what you really wanted. Didn’t you?” he nodded. I gave you. .. here are the rules," barked the holder of the bullhorn. "The object of this game is to see which team can make the longest clothesline, that is, the longest line of clothes and/or people down the middle of this pasture. Teams will start at the same point and lay clothes in a line along the ground. The team whose collective clothing stretches the greatest distance wins! The other team gets... oh, boy... I don't even want to think about it... the dreaded initiation." Where do the clothes come. He also recommended a replacement for Abby that took me by surprise. It was Mandy, who was one of our most recent “adults.” She’d been admitted to full fucking privileges just after her fifteenth birthday. That was unusual, since most kids don’t get initiated until they’re sixteen or so. Ordinarily, I’d have wanted a more experienced lover, but George insisted that Mandy had talents I didn’t suspect. And boy, was he right!I didn’t really know Mandy well. Her body type ... slim, nearly titless,.